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Night Shift
It might seem deathly quiet lonely, empty, yet haunted still and with the grey forever of the hallway weak glow of the bathroom light the scene is set for fear.
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Dressed to Kill
‘Made in Bangladesh’, wherever that is, the label read.
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Mother of Intercession
Poem petition to the Virgin Mary to intercede for those in despair
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The Zookeeper
Food is stronger than iron bars.
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Let The Shadow Grow
A relaxed poem after the hectic write a poem a day month
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Forgotten ones.
So lonely amidst crystal trees, in the forest of forgotten paintings of the past. Silence all around, silver of the moon breaking, reflecting in transparent stumps of chopped off fingers.
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In love with myself.
Have you ever felt a surge of something almost profound, filling every cell of your being, 'till you've felt as if you're going to burst, spilling it all around yourself?
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Mirror.
I breath the night air fully, as if for the first time, filling my lungs with it to the brim, until it feels as if they will burst, and it's the best feeling in the world.
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You dare call me dim?
My mind, my brain (sung slowly, almost just said) Has been stitched, fixed, rearranged This pounding in my head, It's driving me insane In fact it's making me rather deranged
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Meshuga's Cross
"I really want to see you, lord, really want to be with you. But it takes so long, so long, my lord" - George Harrison, closet Krishna Come to me, sweet lord, in anything but gears,
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